fuck you too) It's big dog baby Gettin down like what See I'm a thorough bread I don't fuck wit much Bloodline is Where the pups at They off the Grand Champ
[DMX] Uh! [Chinky] Cause it's all (grrr!) goin on, in my life [DMX] Earl Simmons AKA the dawg gettin down for real and goin hard [Chi] Cause it's all
[DMX] Uhh.. yeah, uhh Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh - WHAT! [Chorus 2X: DMX] + (Big Stan) We gon' make these cats (WHAT!) STOP! Why they waitin to (WHAT!) GO!
[Chorus: repeat 2X] If I'm gonna rob, I'ma rob all night (yeah!) If I'm lookin' for something' then it's probly a fight If I'm gonna fuck bitches then
[DMX] Grrrr... ARF! ARF! [50 Cent] Move on over, I done told ya boyyyy I'm a G-Unit motherfuckin soldier boyyyy And when you gon' get it in your brain
[DMX] Let us pray Father thank you for makin me righteous and accepted through the blood of Jesus Because of that I am blessed and highly favored by
{*singing*} Now I know, only I, can stop the rain Uh.. uh.. uh, uh, uh {*singing*} Now I know, only I, can stop the rain It's not that we gotta do
t sweet, fuck around and knock money out C'mon fella, you don't want the dog with the camp Not Old Yeller, a pitbull and dog is the champ You know better
[DMX] UHH UHH UHHHHHH!!!!!!! Yeah!! {*repeat 3X*} Def Jam Yeah!! (come on) Ruff Ryders Yeah!! (come on) [Chorus: DMX - repeat 2X] Bloodline, we bout
niggaz, excuse my back man! Straight up y'all niggaz, pardon my back! I ain't got no rap for no sucka-ass niggaz! Five time motherfuckin champ! Five times
[DMX talking] Aiyyo, ya niggaz must be outcha fuckin mind Thinkin dog can't pull another motherfuckin rabbit out the hat Nigga I ain't gotta check out
{*sample: "Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya?"*} [Cam] Uhh, what's really good? X I'm in the buildin man, yea! {*sample: "Didn't I fool
[Intro: DMX] Uh! (Our father) I'm a talk this (Who art in heaven) Start walk this [Verse 1: DMX] In the name of Jesus I can have everything good of
We drew a crowd The crowd drew the blood Fawning swindlers There's a shark in the stream where the newborns are baptized Who let the flatterer into the
God knows I tried so hard last night But still I woke up empty and alone My T-shirt says I'm a champion Never felt so far from being one As the weekend
disparaitre, mettre un terme a cette vie de labeur et de peine? sans plus de remords qu?un vieux cheval mort? mais que tu tombes ou non au champ d?honneur
Il suffisait de te parler Pour t'apprivoiser Aux Champs-Elysees Aux Champs-Elysees Au soleil, sous la pluie A midi ou a minuit Il y a tout ce que vous voulez Aux Champs
me when I took ya in You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!) You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up) You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the
